Since Becca will be leaving this weekend for graduate school in Texas, she’s been spending some time with Darren, Ali and me. Tonight, after a pizza/sushi dinner, she and Darren attempted to go to the local 7-11 to pick up some ice cream. Darren didn’t drive because his Pimp Van of Death is now missing tires, so Becca had to drive. They got to the end of the street but no further. Darren called me from the stalled car to request that I come meet them and the car at the end of the street to help push her stationwagon back to the house. After a little bit of physical exertion, a lot of waiting, and a little bit of yelling at and kicking the car on Becca’s part, AAA (after getting lost) eventually came to tow the car back to the place that “fixed” it two days ago. This place incidentally is the same dealership where I bought my car and where I bring it when I need a tune-up…
Man, that so sucks.
I think it’s karma for eating pizza AND sushi.
I think it’s my bad car karma rubbing off on Becca. Sorry…. 🙁
MuhHAHAHAHAHAHA! MUHHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!
I think Instant Karma just got me.
that sounds like a sad adventure…. 🙁